The sunlight filtered weakly through the mist that had crept into the room overnight, entering through the wide-open window left bare of curtains. A chill hung in the air soft, gentle, almost intimate in the way it kissed the skin.
Arnav shifted in bed, the silk sheet slipping from his waist as he adjusted his position, only to freeze the moment he realized he wasn’t alone. Lying beside him, nestled into the warmth of his body like she belonged there, was a woman. His wife. Her face was relaxed, lips slightly parted in a content slumber, and there was a serenity in her expression that unsettled him in ways he couldn't explain.
What the hell was this feeling?
He had slept with countless women. That wasn’t new. What was new, however, was waking up next to one. Spending the night. Not snea
